The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Silas POV

I sat in my office, a tobacco stick in land. I took a long drag blowing the smoke out of my mouth.

The satisfaction I got from a puff made me drag another, a sigh escaping my lips.

I hadn't smoked in a while because of Katrina. For some re them, but now I couldn't stop myself.

reason, ever since she told me she was asthmatic I had avoided

And that's because I had been thinking about her and I needed distraction.

The image of Katrina with her hands tied behind her, her small lips parted and her breasts heaving up and down as she breathed deeply.

How could I be attracted to my enemy's daughter? And one who was half my age at that.

She stared at me with lust in her eyes and it took everything in my not to take her there and then.

Of course, the didn't know about her lust. She hated me, and yet she looked like she wanted me to show her just how much I hated her in bed.

I was just as conflicted as she was about the development of things.

For one, she was my niece, and two, I hated her father. I doubt she would ever forgive me for killing her father, but I didn't need her forgiveness, either.

I didn't hate her, but each time I saw her face, Marcos came to mind, and I was reminded of what he had done to me...

I couldn't just let her prance around peacefully when her father had taken my peace.

My blood boiled each time I thought about it and I just couldn't let it happen.

She was in the room right next to this one and it took everything in me not to go over to her right now.

I had gone back after I left initially to blindfold her and what a sight it was

She seemed like the perfect sub. So delicate and fragile, waiting for me to break her.

Her snarky remark still rang in my head and I couldn't deny that it made my cock twitch.

** I didn't take you to be the kinky type. Should I call you master now?"

She had said this while staring up at me with those evil eyes of hers, A stare was enough to make a man crazy, but I wasn't a mere man. She knew what she did. Her sinful eyes trailed all over my body in lust, the obvious clenching of her thighs when she thought about God knows

what.

Thinking about her made my cock harden and I groaned in pain.

And each time she realized what she was doing, her eyes widened innocently, a look of horror on her face like she couldn't believe what she was thinking about. It made me wonder what she thought about all the time.

A snarky little one she was, with a smart mouth.

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I wonder how it would feel like to have her lips wrapped around me, her doe eyes staring up at me while she was on her knees

1 looked at the monitor in front of me and I watched as she moved her head slowly.

She couldn't remove the blindfold because her hands were tied behind her but I made sure it wasn't too tight. It shouldn't be too uncomfortable for her.

I knew of her attempt to escape last night. I had watched as she paced her room thinking of the best way to escape.

I saw her tie her blanket and bed cover together but I wanted to see what she had planned to do and how far she would go.

When she threw her makeshift rope out of the window I knew I had to stop the foolish girl before she got herself killed.

And how lucky she was because I came just in time to hold the blanket before it fell out of the window with her right before my men came in

If I was any second late, she would have fallen to her death, and I would have been blamed for it

She deserved to be punished for almost killing herself, but I wouldn't do that yet.

Not until I could give her the right type of punishment.

She had disobeyed direct orders and almost got herself killed the punishment she would be getting wouldn't be one so little.

That I promise her.

"Hello? Anybody there?" Katrina called out and I looked at the monitor.

She has been talking for a while now and I wondered if her throat didn't feel sore.

Did she know about the camera? There was no way, she was merely trying her luck to check who could hear her.

She had been whining about someone setting her free. None of my men would do that.

They wouldn't disobey me and they hated her as well.

"This blindfold is a bit too tight, and I can't see anything," Katrina said to no one, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

The main reason for the blindfold was to stop you from seeing, hence the blind. If she was able to see, then it would just be a veil.

But the foolish girl wasn't able to comprehend that much. Why else would I cover her eyes if not to prevent her from seeing?

"Silas? Are you listening to me? Is anyone there? She continued, struggling with the chain used to tie her hands.

Her legs were parted, a view that only I should enjoy. Thankfully, I had sent my men out of there immediately after her clothes were taken off. Was she doing this on purpose? I had no idea.

Tve been in this position for hours now, my body hurts. Please let me out, her voice had softened a bit, her face relaxing.

She had stopped struggling with the chain and I sighed. That must have left a bruise on her wrists.

And she was right about the position. It must be uncomfortable for her to be there.

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Letting out a sigh, I pushed up from my seat, crushing the butt of my roll to turn it off.

Rather 1 put her in a better position than let her whine about it and day, and it seemed as if she wasn't going to stop complaining any time soon. Just at that moment, the door pushed open, and one of my men walked in

Boss..

I knew exactly what he was here for and I nodded my head.

They could all hear Katrina's loud voice from the other side of the door, and to be honest, it was starting to tick me off.

Storming past him, I pushed her door open, slamming it shut immediately.

Her sentence got caught off in the middle, and she shut her legs sitting up straight in her seat.

"Silas? Is that you" She asked softly, her breath the only thing heard in the silent room

"If I hear your voice one more time I swear that would be the last time you spoke," I growled. A lot harsher than I intended but it did the trick

After a few seconds, her face formed a scowl and she turned towards me.

"All I just wanted was to get untied, do you have to be rude!" She hissed at me, pulling at my strings of patience.

Storming towards her, I plucked her forehead as hard as I could earning a satisfying yelp from her.

"What did you do that for?" She whined.

Anyone in my place would have done the same thing.

With one single motion. I pulled the knot loose, letting the blindfold come undone.

"Finally! I can see!"

That was the last expression I expected from her, a giant grin on her face.

Did something happen to her when I wasn't looking?

I couldn't help but wonder as I stared at her. A scowl formed on my face the longer I looked and I turned away immediately.

Each time I saw her face, I was reminded of the suffering they went through and my emotions were taken by anger.

"You seem very relaxed," 1 growled, turning her face to mine.

Her eyes widened immediately before they relaxed, but I could still feel the slight shiver from her body."

She was trying her best not to be afraid, but unfortunately, I could see through her facade

"Wh-what are you talking about?" She stuttered her words out, barely able to say a word without it breaking.

"You pulled the stunt you did earlier and thought you would go free!" My voice was cold, holding no emotions and I stared at her with a blank face.

She gulped, her large doe eyes holding fear. She was unable to continue with her act.

"Imagine if I take a picture of you right now and send it to your pathetic excuse of a father, what do you think would happen?" I asked, keeping my face blank

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Marcos had only called necalier her kidnapping and after that he hadn't bothered to call again.

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I wasn't sure if he was thinking of a comeback and how to get hat daughter back or if I should believe what Katrina had said when she mentioned his nonchalance towards her. "Do you think he would care?" She asked me, the fear in her eyes gone,

I didn't miss the fact that each time Marcos was mentioned, the light in her eyes was gone and was replaced with something.

Sinister.

Was what she said about him true?

And if it was, what exactly did he do to her to make her this way!

Different thoughts ran through my mind but I couldn't dwell on them.

The relationship between the father and daughter pair was none of my concern.

If he cared about her even a little bit, then she would be a useful pawn to me.

If not, there was no use to keep her here.

I stared down at her, her stare matching mine.

Walking behind her, I unlock the chains that hold her hand behind her, listening to them as they fall to the ground,

There are rules in this house, don't let me repeat them. If you break even a single one of them. The consequences would be severe,"

Katrina stared at me with wide eyes as I spoke, rubbing her aching wrists

e couldn't believe that I had unchained her, and I couldn't believe it, too, even after she had tried to escape the first time.

She

But keeping her this way wasn't the best choice.

I watched as she reached for her clothes before I turned around and walked through the door.

"Are you just going to let her walk amongst us like she was one of us?" One of my men asked, walking beside me,

"Respect my actions as your leader," I didn't look at him as I walked past the group of men playing poker.

"She just tried to escape. She might pull another stunt, who knows? You know whose blood runs through her veins,"

I knew he wasn't ready to back down and I turned to look at him; staring hirn down.

"I am your leader. And if you question my actions, you are welcome to leave the family."

His chest heaved but he remained quiet, keeping his eyes on the ground.

"I thought as much, I turned around and kept walking.

They hated Marcos just as much as I did, but leaving Katrina, who was of innocent blood, as a prisoner wasn't the right thing

to do.

I wasn't one to talk because I was the one who kidnapped her in the first place, but my actions were justified.

Pulling my car door open, I felt eyes on me, and I turned around, immediately locking eyes with Katrina. Katrina stood at her window, staring at me, we held eye contact before she pulled the curtains shut. Chapter 9

A sinking feeling settled-in-ry chest.

Katrina Amato. 1 have a feeling that you're going to be the end of me.